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Chapter 1782: Bloody sandstorm! Spirit hammer forge the blood **** altar! Weird sand…
Chapter 1782: Bloody sandstorm! Spirit hammer forge the blood **** altar! Weird sand…
Chapter 1782: Bloody sandstorm! Spirit hammer forge the blood **** altar! Weird sand…
The time in the virtual world passed quickly, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.
The blood **** clone hunted and killed a large number of dark star beasts here, most of them were middle-ranking, upper-ranking emperors, and even encountered a top-ranking emperor during the period. In the end, with the help of Bingdisi, they quickly killed them.
And his blank attribute also increased rapidly again.
Originally, it had reached more than 3 million blank attributes, but after a day and a night of accumulation, hundreds of thousands of attribute values surged.
[Blank property]: 3765000;
Looking at the changes on the attribute panel, Wang Teng was very relieved. It was really not easy to get so many blank attributes at one time.
With these blank attributes, the confidence of being promoted to the domain master level behind the ontology is much greater.
Because if you want to deduce the Chaos Star Art again, you undoubtedly need a lot of blank attributes. The last time you could deduce the cosmos-level Chaos Star Art, it was good luck.
The secret realm of chaos is not accessible to everyone.
Like Wang Teng himself, he only obtained this qualification in two places, the Starry Sky Academy and the Virtual Universe Company.
If it is in other slightly weaker forces, I am afraid that there is no such opportunity.
This shows the importance of choice.
It's the right way to go.
Of course, what Wang Teng wants to deduce now is the Chaos Star Art of the Domain Master, which is not comparable to the cosmos, so the required blank attributes must be more.
During the recent period, Wang Teng has actually been comprehending the few "star" spells, and then compared it with the universe-level Chaos Stars, hoping to find some clues.
It would undoubtedly be better if there were domain master-level "star" spells, but even the cosmos-level exercises were so hard to find. Wang Teng searched for it for a long time before he was able to put them together. Now he wants to find the domain master. The level of "star" jue exercises, I don't know how much higher the difficulty is.
Even if there is a domain master-level exercise, Wang Teng is a little suspicious.
After all, from the point of view of a single "Xing" word art practice, it is actually very common, there is nothing surprising, and compared with those powerful methods, there is absolutely no advantage at all.
This "star" formula can only show its special features when combined.
But how many people can have the force of more than three attributes?
Therefore, this "star" formula is simply tasteless to some extent.
The only advantage is probably that the original force cultivated with the "star" tactic will be more refined and richer than ordinary exercises.
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But if you use more advanced exercises, you can also achieve this effect, so it is really tasteless.
Only Wang Teng can find some value in it.
And the value is not small.
It is a pity that Wang Teng still has no clue about the Chaos Stars Art of the Domain Master level.
"That's it! Maybe when the opportunity comes, you will understand it naturally." Wang Teng shook his head and sighed, no longer struggling, and suddenly asked: "Yuanzhuan, the **** sandstorm you mentioned doesn't seem to appear."
At this moment, the Blood God clone is standing on a sand dune, looking into the distance. After staying for so many days, he is ready to leave this place, and it is impossible to keep spinning in one place.
"The chances of **** sandstorms appearing are not high, it seems that you are unlucky."
In reality, if you don't encounter a **** sandstorm, you are lucky. After all, this is not only a chance, but also a danger.
But in the virtual world, it's pure bad luck.
After all, being in the virtual world is all about tempering yourself, and there is no better way to temper yourself than a **** sandstorm.
"In that case, let's go." The Blood God clone shook his head and prepared to leave.
"Going in this direction, there are some oases in this blood-colored desert, and those oases are where the teleportation point is." Yuan Zhuju called out a virtual map, drew a line, and explained.
The Blood God clone identified the position and galloped away in the distance.
After flying for more than half an hour, the sky in front suddenly became dark and oppressive. From a distance, it looked like a dark red flying insect swept over.
"Uh...bloody sandstorm!" Yuan Gun Gun said speechlessly: "When you really look for it, it doesn't come, and when you don't look for it, it comes to the door by itself."
"Hahaha..." The Blood God clone couldn't help but smile, and galloped forward: "It seems that my luck is still very good."
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, his speed suddenly increased sharply, and he rushed straight into the dark storm, just like seeing a pool of water in a big summer, it was a swoosh, and those who didn't know thought he liked to seek abuse.
but
"hiss!"
As soon as he entered the sandstorm, the Blood God clone felt severe pain all over his body. Even with the physical strength of this body, under the invasion of the sandstorm, it was somewhat unbearable.
In the devouring space, Wang Teng took a deep breath, and quickly closed the connection with the clone, letting the blood **** clone hurt for a while.
"???"
The blood **** clone immediately felt the break in the connection, and his face was stunned.
Although I know that the main body has never been a person, I didn't expect him to be so unreasonable.
Shouldn't the main body and the avatar have the same blessings and the same difficulties?
Co-authoring can only enjoy happiness, not suffering together, right?
But at this time, he didn't have the mind to think about it anymore. The severe pain came from all over the body, like a knife cut, not much worse than a thousand knives.
Even the Blood God clone clearly felt that his spiritual body had suffered the same treatment, as if an invisible force had invaded the small universe within his body, cutting his spiritual body.
"Sure enough, it has a tempering effect on the spirit, but it just hurts a little..." The muscles on the face of the blood **** clone twitched, and he immediately stabilized his body and sat cross-legged in the sandstorm.
Boom!
The deafening sound echoed inside the terrifying sandstorm, and countless blood-red dust and sand were swept up from the ground and merged into the sandstorm.
A terrifying wind swirled everything, as if to shred everything that entered it.
The blood **** clone had closed his eyes, letting the sandstorm invade, his body sat cross-legged, and turned with the rotation of the sandstorm.
He only needs to make sure that he is not thrown out, and nothing else.
A roar echoed, it seemed that as time passed, the power within the sandstorm became more and more terrifying, the blood **** clone did not move inward, and was still in the outermost area, but the pain in the body and spirit was more severe.
puff! puff! puff!
Bloodstains appeared on his body, causing his blood to spray out immediately, soaking his whole body in an instant.
At this time, the benefits of the blood **** avatar appeared... There was a lot of blood!
Stream whatever you want!
If it drains, he loses.
Under the invasion of the sandstorm, the blood **** clone felt that his spiritual body seemed to be condensed, and the benefits of pain were visible to the naked eye.
The blood **** clone couldn't help but feel happy.
His spiritual body is actually independent, but compared with the main body, it is still a lot weaker. Now that he can improve, it is naturally a surprise among surprises.
In the devouring space, Wang Teng touched his chin. Although he had cut off the perceptual connection with the Blood God clone, the deeper relationship between the two was not broken.
If it is really cut off completely, then this avatar is not Wang Teng's avatar.
So at this moment, he still knows the situation inside the blood god's body.
After thinking about it for a while, Wang Teng's mind moved, and wisps of spiritual power suddenly swept out of the small universe in his body and merged into the sub-body.
The avatar can be said to be an extension of the main body, and this avatar was differentiated by Wang Teng himself, so his mental power can be directly injected into the avatar and absorbed.
"Huh?" The Blood God clone was immersed in the training, and suddenly felt a shock in his mind, and a ray of coolness poured in extremely suddenly, which instantly reduced the pain a lot.
"Condense your mind well." Wang Teng's voice suddenly sounded in the mind of the Blood God clone.
"The main body still loves me." The Blood God clone suddenly wanted to cry.
"..." Wang Teng.
Who did you learn so much from?
"By the way, you can try to temper the Blood God Altar, or... the Dark Altar!"
Wang Teng suddenly remembered something and said in a deep voice.
"Good idea!" The blood **** was distracted, his eyes suddenly opened, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Blood God Altar!
Dark Altar!
In the Blood God clone, the powerful spiritual means are limited after all, unable to deal with the powerhouse above the upper Demon Emperor level.
But he wasn't helpless.
The Blood God Altar and the Dark Altar are the best targets for hammering, just like the Nine Treasures Buddha Pagoda.
Thinking of the situation where the main body used the Nine Treasures Buddha Tower to smash people, the Blood God clone was a little excited.
The most important thing is that these two kinds of altars are the means of the dark species and can be used in the dark world, but the Nine Treasures Buddha Pagoda cannot be used casually, and it is easy for people to find clues.
The blood **** clone closed his eyes again, and the hammer forging method of the blood **** altar and the dark altar appeared in his mind.
"The dark altar is too difficult, it is better to hammer and forge the blood **** altar first."
As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly made a decision.
The next moment, the Blood God clone immersed himself in his mind and let his mind gradually empty. When his mind was completely empty, he began to meditate on the Blood God Altar.
Everything in the virtual world is no different from reality, so even if the blood **** clone is just a mental projection at this moment, it is completely possible to meditate.
Even this spiritual improvement can still be retained after leaving the virtual world.
Otherwise, how can this **** sandstorm improve the spirit.
The visualization of the Blood God Altar is much easier than expected.
Wang Teng is all too familiar with the Blood God Altar, because he not only has the real Blood God Altar, but also has attribute perception, so it is not difficult to visualize it at all.
It didn't take long for a complete Blood God altar to emerge in his mind, and the **** patterns on it were exactly the same as the real Blood God altar.
"Next is the Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer!" The Blood God was distracted.
Since it is necessary to hammer and forge, it is natural to have a hammer, and there is no better forging tool than the Vulcan hammer and the Thor hammer.
"I'm here to help you!" Wang Teng's body had long thought of this, and once again launched the connection between the body and the avatar.
The mental powers of the two began to condense at the same time, and the efficiency was extremely fast, and the phantoms of the two hammers quickly solidified.
One of the hammers was wrapped in flames, and the whole body was covered with mysterious crimson lines, which was very strange. The flame formed a sharp shape at the tail of the hammer, like a flame tail that was dragged out when it was swung.
The other handle is surrounded by thunder and lightning, with complex purple lines. When waving, it drives the power of thunder, falling from the sky and hitting the ground, which is very extraordinary.
Vulcan Hammer!
Thor's Hammer!
The two hammers are very mysterious, as if from ancient times to the present, faintly exuding the atmosphere of simplicity and vicissitudes, just like real antiquities.
But the weird thing is...
On the Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer, there are black lines, which are intertwined with the red lines of the flame and the purple lines of the thunder, exuding a trace of dark power.
The two hammers that originally contained the power of brilliance, now appear a little gloomy and dark, as if they have completely changed.
If not, I am afraid that no one knows that these two hammers are the legendary Vulcan hammer and Thor hammer.
In fact, the way of condensing Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer is slightly different this time.
Wang Teng used the source of darkness, so that the spiritual power he used just now also contained the power of darkness.
"Can this still be regarded as Vulcan Hammer and Thor Hammer?"
Wang Teng stared at the two hammers and couldn't help but hesitate.
Joining the power of the dark source is just a whim. I didn't expect such a mutation to happen.
But in this way, hammering the Blood God Altar should have some miraculous effects, right?
Because the Blood God Altar is a dark thing, Wang Teng added such changes to the Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer.
When he hammered the Nine Treasures Buddha Pagoda before, he also joined the source of fire and the source of thunder. Why not join the source of darkness this time?
The two forging hammers were just the beginning. Wang Teng took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it. He immediately continued to visualize and condense with the Blood God clone.
As the spiritual power poured out, one hammer after another emerged, and they were all in pairs. If there was a Vulcan hammer, there would inevitably be a Thor hammer.
time flies
Thousands of hammers all condensed out.
That's right, Wang Teng and the Blood God clone have condensed thousands of hammers, which is more than ten times more than Wang Teng's first time to condense a hundred hammers.
However, this time is different from the past. How powerful Wang Teng's mental power is now, is it comparable to the past, and there is a blood **** clone by the side to help, it is much easier.
As the Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer all condensed out, Wang Teng and the Blood God clone were slightly relieved.
"It's time to start!"
The Blood God clone nodded slightly, and immediately drove the thousands of heavy hammers, and slammed it towards the Blood God Altar that had just been visualized.
Boom!
A loud noise came out, the Vulcan hammer swung, and wisps of heaven and earth flames emerged.
Dark fire!
Earth Dark Blood Heart Inflammation!
This time, Wang Teng could only use the Fire of Darkness and the Heart Flame of Earth Dark Blood, because the Blood God Altar was something of darkness, and it was impossible to use the flame of light.
clang! clang! clang
Among the thousands of hammers, half of them were Vulcan hammers. They all fell down, and suddenly made a sound like gold and iron clashing.
A wisp of spiritual power poured into the Blood God altar, turning it from the virtual to the real.
At the same time, the Thunder God's Hammer was also moved, and a trace of thunder power fell from the void, as if it was born out of thin air.
Heaven and Earth Tribulation Thunder!
This thunder is a robbery of heaven and earth. It contains great power. It is wrapped around the Thor's Hammer and is activated. As the Thor's Hammer falls on the Blood God Altar, the thunder erupts, submerging the entire Blood God Altar.
In terms of thunder, Wang Teng had no other way but to use the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Thunder. Fortunately, there was a source of darkness on the Thunder God's Hammer, and it was to some extent that the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Thunder was contaminated with a hint of darkness, and he did not have such a big rejection of the Blood God Altar.
Otherwise, the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Thunder might really be useless.
The brilliance of the heaven and earth tribulation thunder has a great restraint effect on the dark attribute.
That is, because these powers are now controlled by Wang Teng, it is possible to be contaminated with a trace of dark attributes.
If it is a real world tribulation thunder, it is almost impossible to contaminate the dark attribute, it is too difficult and too difficult.
Of course, this kind of contamination is only limited to Wang Teng himself. If it is the power of darkness from the outside world, it would be extremely difficult to contaminate his heaven and earth tribulation thunder.
Unless the power of darkness is much higher than the power of heaven and earth tribulation thunder.
clang clang...
The sound of hammering kept echoing in the mind of the Blood God clone.
At the same time, the invisible power in the **** sandstorm outside is also continuously pouring in, tempering the spiritual body of the Blood God clone.
It is equivalent to saying that at this moment, the spiritual body of the Blood God clone is undergoing double hammer forging, which is an invisible benefit that can not be found.
Wang Teng wanted to seize this opportunity.
He pushed the Vulcan Hammer and Thor Hammer harder and harder, making the Blood God Altar quickly solidify.
On the altar of the blood **** that was visualized, complex and mysterious lines gradually formed, as if an invisible hand outlined it, and a dark and **** atmosphere permeated it.
Time does not know how long has passed.
At this moment, in the sea of consciousness of the blood **** clone, the incessant sound of hammering still did not stop, and half of the blood **** altar was completely solid, and the other half was still illusory.
It's incredible.
It feels like a long time has passed between Wang Teng and the Blood God clone, and the Blood God altar is only half solid. The artifact is an artifact. Even the domain master-level Nine Treasures Buddha Pagoda that Wang Teng hammered out before does not seem to be so difficult. .
"Continue!" Wang Teng gritted his teeth, but fortunately his mental power has reached the domain master level, which is strong enough, otherwise he might not be able to hold it.
"..." The muscles on the face of the Blood God clone twitched wildly.
It's not the pain you suffer, you don't care about it at all, do you?
The Blood God clone just wanted to curse.
At this moment, his complexion is extremely pale. His spiritual body will not only suffer from internal hammer forging, but also suffer from the invasion of the invisible force from outside. It is really double the pain and double the happiness.
In addition, there is the pain on the flesh, the pain like a thousand knives, whoever tries it knows.
"Uh... Then why don't you take a break?" Wang Teng also seemed to realize that he was a little bit inauthentic and asked embarrassedly.
"No, continue." The Blood God avatar gritted his teeth fiercely, how could his avatar hold back what the main body could do.
Wang Teng nodded and said nothing. He continued to urge the Vulcan Hammer and Thor's Hammer, and hammered away frantically.
For this kind of pain, he is very clear that it was like this when hammering the Nine Treasures Buddha Pagoda.
However, this god-level blood **** altar seems to be more difficult.
"In that case..."
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
boom!
The next moment, he opened the pain perception of the body and the clone, and the boundless pain swept over in an instant.
Just now, he was unilaterally sending mental power to the blood **** clone, so he couldn't feel the pain, but at this moment, he reconnected that perception connection.
So the pain struck instantly, and Wang Teng, who was in pain, almost lost his breath.
"You!" The Blood God clone couldn't help but stunned.
"Together, let's share a little pain." Wang Teng smiled lightly.
The blood **** clone's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind was completely immersed.
clang clang...
The sound of dense hammering resounded again, echoing in the minds of the Blood God clone and Wang Teng's main body, and the pain followed...
"Hi!" Wang Teng gasped.
It would be better if he accepted the pain step by step, at least he was prepared, but at this moment the pain had erupted to a certain extent, and Wang Teng suddenly inserted, the sourness was indescribable.
"It really hurts, is it too late to regret it now?" Wang Teng wanted to cry.
What can you do!
It's not good to wait comfortably.
But it's too late to say anything now, if he just gives up like this, his face will be lost.
The Blood God clone is probably going to laugh at him.
So at this moment he can only continue to suffer silently.
Fortunately, sharing between two people seems to reduce a lot of pain, and the threshold for tolerance is raised.
clang clang...
In this hammering sound, time passed again.
However, Wang Teng gradually discovered a problem. As the blood **** altar gradually solidified, after about two-thirds of it, the rest of the process seemed to be more and more difficult.
No matter how Wang Teng and the Blood God clone acted on the Vulcan Hammer and Thor Hammer, they still had no effect at all, and it seemed that it would be extremely difficult to condense any of the runes.
"what happened?"
Wang Teng was a little puzzled, and he could not help frowning on his slightly pale face.
"Has it reached the limit?"
"Or is the mental strength not condensed enough?"
He was a little uncertain. After all, this was the first time he had tempered the Blood God Altar. Like forging, if he encountered problems, he could only solve it himself.
There are still many differences between hammering a blood **** altar with a spiritual body and actually forging with various materials.
And this is different, if you just think about it, I am afraid it is difficult to think of the problem. Only when you really encounter it can you understand the surprise.
"Continue to the sandstorm center." Wang Teng thought for a while and said solemnly.
"Okay!" The Blood God clone abruptly opened his eyes, looked at the center of the sandstorm ahead, suddenly got up, and stepped out.
Swish!
His figure just flashed, and he directly sank into the blood-red dust that could not reach his fingers.
The center of the sandstorm was extremely violent. Wang Teng was worried that the pain on his body would affect the hammer forging of the Blood God Altar, so he did not let him enter it, but now he had to.
The blood **** clone walked step by step, and suddenly felt that the pain on his body was gradually intensifying, a large number of wounds appeared on his body, and the blood was sprayed out continuously, dyeing the surrounding dust and sand even more red.
But in just an instant, the blood-stained dust and sand merged into the rest of the dust and sand, and was instantly submerged and disappeared.
The Blood God clone groaned in pain, but his eyes were firm, his pace remained the same, and he kept moving towards the center of the sandstorm.
"Um?"
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed something, and his eyes could not help condensing.
In the sand and dust in front of him, there seemed to be a dark flash, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly at all.
"Someone? Or something else?" The Blood God clone frowned.
"The Eye of True Sight!" In the swallowing space, Wang Teng also noticed something, and immediately turned on the ability of his eyes, and glanced around.
call out!
A sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the roar of the sandstorm, very obscure, if it weren't for the extraordinary concentration of Wang Teng and the blood **** clone at this moment, they might not even be able to hear it.
"I found you!" Almost at the same time, Wang Teng's eyes narrowed and he looked somewhere.
The Blood God clone shot and punched out directly, the dark force gathered and turned into a dark red fist mark.
Gorefiend Fist!
boom!
With a roar, the dark red fist cut straight through the surrounding sand and rushed towards the black shadow.
"Roar!"
A strange roar sounded.
The blood **** clone stared at it, and he saw a huge arm sticking out from the dust, with scarlet eyeballs and a small mouth full of fangs.
In addition, its surface seems to be covered with a kind of dark red scale armor, which is both thick and ferocious.
But this is not the weirdest place. What's even weirder is that this arm seems to have grown out of a sandstorm and has no body at all.
boom!
The next moment, the dark red fist slammed out by the Blood God clone collided with the arm, and a roar erupted.
That arm was also clenched into a fist, with a rich dark red light flashing on it, like a fist.
grumble
But just in an instant, the piercing scream came from the mouth above the arm, sharp and piercing, and extremely fine, which was unbearable.
"What the hell?" The blood **** clone couldn't help frowning, mental power surged in his mind, resisting the intrusion of the voice.
boom!
The attacks of both sides were annihilated in the sand, and the arm actually blocked the attack of the Blood God clone, and then continued to charge straight towards him.
"Huh?!" The Blood God clone was a little surprised.
"Don't be careless, this should be the strange change in the **** sandstorm." The round voice suddenly sounded.
The blood **** clone's eyes flashed, nodded, and shot again, this time there was a sword in his hand.
"cut!"
The sword light erupted in an instant, slashed out, broke through the sand, and slashed on the arm.
Bloody mad knife!
The terrifying knife beam instantly burst out with powerful domain power, which erupted on the arm.
grumble
The mouth above the arm made a harsh screeching sound again, but...
Boom!
A loud bang came out, and the power of the domain within the sword light was vented and drowned. Under the cutting of the sword light, the arm finally collapsed, turning into countless dust and sand, dissipating invisible.
"It's actually dust condensed."
The blood **** clone's eyes flashed, and it felt very strange.
At this moment, several attribute bubbles appeared in the place where the arm disappeared, floating and about to be swept away by the sandstorm.
"Pick up!"
Wang Teng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately separated a ray of spiritual power and picked it up.
Hand of False Sand*2000
Hand of False Sand*1500
Hand of False Sand*2300
[Blood Sand Field*3000]
...
"The hand of the strange sand? What is this?" Wang Teng was stunned for a moment, with a strange look in his eyes.
At this time, the attribute bubble was absorbed, and the corresponding perception appeared in his mind, giving him a hint of enlightenment.
"It turned out to be a combat technique! With the power of darkness and blood, it melts into the sand, forming a strange change, a powerful combat technique."
Wang Teng has understood the principle of this combat skill at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.
This combat skill is quite good.
Although he had just been killed by him with two strikes, the combat technique he used was the Blood Remnant Demon Venerable's Blood Remnant Crazy Saber.
In fact, the power of this combat technique can reach the level of the upper demon emperor, and it also contains a spiritual attack, which can be said to be an attack method that integrates the force and the spirit.
More importantly, Wang Teng has the talent of sand control, so he can use this [Hand of Stupid Sand].
His [Magnetic Heart] was originally created by combining the sand control talents, so the [Magnetic Heart] talent can completely control the dust.
[Hand of False Sand] (high-ranking Demon King): 2800/5000 (skilled);
The arm just now dropped a total of 5800 attribute points, which made Wang Teng's mastery of this combat skill directly reach the proficiency level.
At this moment, another sentiment emerged in Wang Teng's ~ Blood Sand Field!
"It turned out to be a kind of power in the field." Wang Teng was a little surprised, and immediately closed his eyes and realized it.
This [Blood Sand Domain] is different from several other blood race domains, but it is another domain perception that combines the power of sand and dust.
Especially compared with the [Blood Sea Domain], although this [Blood Sand Domain] is a little worse, it is not much worse, and it is much stronger than the [Blood Beast Domain] mastered by Wang Teng.
"Interesting!" Wang Teng couldn't help but be slightly delighted.
It was a surprise to get a powerful realm perception for nothing, maybe it was a perception in the **** sandstorm.
When other geniuses enter the **** sandstorm, not only can they use the power of the sandstorm to temper themselves, but if they are lucky, they may also be able to comprehend this field.
[Blood Sand Field]: 1/3000 (Tier 3);
The 3000 attribute value directly made Wang Teng's mastery of this [Blood Sand Domain] to the third level, but it was only achievable.
For Wang Teng now, the third-order ordinary field is naturally not enough, but it doesn't matter, this is just the beginning.
"I didn't expect that this **** sandstorm still has wool to scour." Wang Teng's eyes flickered slightly.
Why didn't I find out just now? It's a misstep.
After that, he stopped thinking about it and let the Blood God clone move on. In any case, it was more important to hammer and forge the Blood God Altar, and put other things later.
The blood **** clone immediately continued to move forward, and continued to penetrate into the center of the sandstorm.
This time, he didn't encounter the weird arm or other accidents, and he reached the center of the sandstorm smoothly.
However
boom!
As soon as he stepped into the center, the complexion of the Blood God clone changed. Countless sand and dust actually condensed into sharp blades, galloping towards him, instantly wrapping his whole body.